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How slyly your mind's

designs take shape,

crafting wicked tales that scrape

at reason's edge. What keeps

you close as we sever ties?

Slip away,

fade into the gray.

Cling to memories,

it's time to break

and be.

This dissonance

familiar—I've worn its

shadowed range. Past actions

echo, spectres of paths

not taken.

Once, my chest

ached and burned, while my

thoughts swirled in chaos.

The struggle churns within,

trust shattered, fragile, torn.